He was at first my best friend. We met in gym and became fast friends. At the
time I was in love with a guy ( Might write about him later) that barely knew I
existed. After awhile of us talking and becoming friends I started to like him.
I never told him because I thought it would ruin the friendship that we have
like it did the one that I had with Alex. A new nine weeks started and we had
different classes but my last block I had with Dalton. He sat in front of me. I
debated that whole time wether or not to tell him but I never go the courge up
to until two months before 7th grade ended. We took a test in Hunters Ed ( If
you don't know what that is PM me and I'll explain) and when we got it back I
saw that I had suprizingly passed. My exact words were " Oh my gosh I passed! I
could so hug someone right now." That's what started everything because at that
exact moment he said " Well you could hug me." I looked at him and saw that he
was serious. My next question gave me my answer of wether or not I should tell
him the truth, I asked him what he would do if I asked him out. He said that he
would say yes. All night after he said that I wondered if he really liked me.
The next day weh ad gym instead of Hunters Ed so I got my chance to ask him. We
started going out that day. And to this day that was the worst mistake of my
life. That day started our very bumpy weird relatisonship. During field day we
hung out the most of the time expect for the times when he would leave me to go
do something else ( Don't ask me what because he never told me) but even when we
were together we never talked. We never held hands and we never hugged. Yeah the
hug that he gave me when I passed that test was the first and last one he ever
gave me. AND WE WERE JUST FRIENDS THEN!!!! So anyway 7th grade ended with us
together but when we got to 8th grade we broke up for a few months but got back
together in like November. We were the same as we were in 7th. We didn't hug,
didn't hold hands and barely talked. He walked me to my bus every afternoon and
sat with me at lunch every day but that was it. Then came the fights. The fights
we had were stupid. I don't know who started them but I think it was both of us.
I don't even remember what half of them were about. They were that stupid. The last fight we had was the one that ended us. It was on my 14th birthday. We were sitting at lunch and all of my friends that sat with us were talking about saying how they were going to go up on stage and sing. Dalton looked at me and said" It's your birthday? I didn't know that. Happy birthday Meg." I was kidding and blushed and said " Ughhhh shut up!!! I don't want to hear it anymore!" I guess he took as I was mad and we got into a fight. I thought we had made up when we got to buses but I was wrong. Three days later when we came back to school he dropped the bomb. He broke up with me for my best friend. A week after that he broke up her too. He was a player and I see that now. If I could though I would thank him right now because he led me to my perfect match.